Honglouchun

"It's too miserable! If it hadn't been for the sudden heavy rain the night before, I wouldn't even be able to keep this point in front of me!"

"Shandong has suffered a severe drought for nearly half a year. Many wells have dried up without a drop of rain. However, the holy mansion caught fire, but rain fell everywhere. It can be seen that it is the manifestation of the Holy Spirit!"

"If it wasn't for the heavy rain, many of these things would be lost... Well, it would have been nice if the rain had come down sooner."

Listening to He Ye's babbling in agony, Wang Ada shook his head and said, "Most people in Yanshenggong's mansion died from hacking and killing, and it has nothing to do with whether it rains or not."

In fact, it’s okay to burn a fire, otherwise, if a group of rioters break into the back house of the wife and daughter of the sage Miaoyi, what will happen? Think about it...

From the beginning to the end, I watched it one by one.

The ancestral hall of the East Road Courtyard can no longer be seen. It was originally a palace made of golden nanmu, and there were countless curtains and brocades fluttering. After the fire, there were no ruins left...

The Middle Road Courtyard and West Road Courtyard are okay, but at most there is only one frame left, and the inside has been burned clean.

There are many miserable images, not to mention He Ye and other literati who couldn't bear to see them and wept bitterly, even Wang Ada and other embroidered guards shook their heads repeatedly.

Many people were obviously not killed, but were burned to death by the fire. The bloody scratches on the ground and walls were shocking.

After inspecting the West Road Courtyard, He Ye couldn't hold on any longer, his face turned pale.

Although Yansheng Gong's mansion is in Zhili Prefecture, it is under the direct control of the governor, but after all, it is under the Jeju mansion, and now it has been slaughtered and burned by the white lotus monster. He, the magistrate, has absolutely no reason to save his life.

Seeing him like this, Wang Ada didn't force him, but just as He Ye was going out with the help of two subordinate officials, and the others continued to patrol, suddenly, there was a faint cry of a baby, but he didn't know where it came from...

This voice appeared here, it was weird and frightening, but it also made people excited.

The first person to react was He Ye, a man in his 50s with gray beard and hair, but at this moment he was as alert as a young man, pushed away the person supporting him, and said sharply: "Hurry up, hurry up! Go quickly!" Look, where is crying, where is crying!!"

Wang Ada's face also turned serious suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, the people around him immediately dispersed, picking apart the charred corpses one after another, looking for cries.

I just searched all the surrounding courtyards, but couldn't find it.

Just when He Ye and Wang Ada were disappointed, they heard a faint cry of a baby. He Ye jumped anxiously and asked people to search again. After walking a few steps in the courtyard, after going around half a circle, suddenly there was a well beside the wall. The wooden shaft and ropes on the well head had been burned. His eyes suddenly brightened, and he said loudly: "Come on! Come on!!"

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Shenjing City, Qianqingmen.

Today is the mid-autumn holiday, and except for the key employees who stayed in the public housing, the whole world celebrates the day of family reunion, but the civil and military officials of the court were shocked into the imperial city by 72 Jingyang bells.

The 81 strokes of the Jingyang bell is a national mourning, symbolizing the death of the emperor.

And 72 strokes, second only to 81 strokes, are also national mourning, which means the death of the queen mother or empress.

Originally, the clan kings, relatives of the emperor, relatives of Wu Xun and ministers of civil and military affairs all thought that the queen mother had passed away. After all, the queen mother hadn't shown her face since the death of the emperor.

It is the Empress Dowager's Qianqiu Festival, which also passed down a decree to avoid congratulations.

If it weren't for the old concubine of the clan entering the palace from time to time, and seeing the empress dowager, many people would suspect that the empress dowager had already gone with the emperor...

The Jingyang bell ringing this time is really in line with the Queen Mother's personality...

It's just that no one expected that when they hurried to the imperial city, they would be led to the Qianqing Gate.

After Emperor Long'an showed his face, all the officials knelt down to salute, but they were not called after they knelt down.

After a while, Emperor Long'an asked slowly, "Has Luo Rong come?"

Luo Rong, who was kneeling behind He Zhen, hurriedly said: "Go back to the emperor, the guilty minister is here."

"Criminal?"

Emperor Long'an's voice was like ice dregs, and he said slowly: "You also know that you are guilty?"

Luo Rong turned pale when he heard the words, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, my minister... As a minister and minister, I failed to persuade my good minister's uncle, which made him despise his position and failed to fulfill the responsibility of a herdsman, my minister..."

"shut up!"

Emperor Long'an snarled, and said: "At this moment, you still dare to lie! Luo Rong, let me ask you, how much money does Luo Shikuan honor you in a year?"

Luo Rong's complexion became paler, his heart turned sharply, thinking about what happened, but he didn't speak slowly, and replied: "Your Majesty, I dare to risk the lives of my whole family. I have never received a penny from Luo Shikuan!"

Emperor Long'an laughed angrily and said, "You actually... you dare to bully the emperor!"

Luo Rong said sternly: "Your Majesty, Luo Shikuan will send some festival and annual gifts to my mother every year. There may be a lot of property in it, but I can assure you that I have never received a penny from Luo Shikuan!"

Seeing his upright and awe-inspiring appearance, Emperor Long'an felt nauseous, and he asked incomprehensibly, "If that's the case, why did it record in Luo Shikuan's account book that he was sent 10 yuan two months ago? Two silver coins for you? Could it be that he made a mistake in the account?"

Luo Rong's heart skipped a beat when he heard the words, and seeing the murderous look in Emperor Long'an's eyes, he hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, the minister's mother just gave birth in June. Li. However, the minister had already donated this money to the emperor for the relief of Shandong."

Emperor Long'an laughed angrily and said: "Okay! Okay! As ministers, my humerus important ministers, take a look, this is my prime minister! As for the skill of eloquence, it is rare in the world!"

Seeing that Emperor Long'an's angry face turned yellow, Dou Xian asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, what happened? Why did you ring the Jingyang bell?"

Hearing this, Emperor Long'an grabbed a stack of letter paper in his hand and threw it down the imperial steps, and said sharply: "This is the letter of the White Lotus Sect demon man found in the study of my Shandong governor of Dayan, a majestic governor of a province, Fengjiang University Officials, communicate with the Bailian monster in secret!"

Dou Xian frowned and said, "If the evidence of the crime is convincing, it is enough to escort Luo Shikuan back to Beijing for interrogation, why should the emperor..."

Before he finished speaking, he himself felt that something was wrong.

How can it be worth ringing the Jingyang bell just for Luo Shikuan?

Sure enough, Emperor Long'an said word by word: "An animal like Luo Shikuan corrupted the food relief for the victims. In order to cover up the evidence, he deliberately colluded with the white lotus monster and raised tigers. But I don’t want to, I’m not stupid. Turning around, I first burned the Yanshenggong Mansion and the Xiansheng Confucian Temple in Qufu, and wiped out the whole family of Confucius! The White Lotus Sect is trying to force Luo Shikuan and others into a corner. , join them in rebelling!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally quiet atmosphere of Qianqingmen, at this moment, seemed to have stopped even the sound of breathing.

At this moment of silence, it seems that the sound of autumn wind blowing can be heard.

However, immediately, like an exploding frying pan, there was a bang!

For a moment, there were voices of unbelievable doubts, shouts, and heart-piercing cries...

The whole Qianqingmen was in a mess.

The mansion and Confucian temple of the most holy teacher were burned? !

Kill Kong Sheng and the Miao family is full of descendants? !

God! ! !

Not to mention the officials, but even Luo Rong, who was completely stunned, without any luck in his heart, limp on the ground, trembling with extreme fear...

"quiet!"

"quiet!!"

It was useless for the patrol censor to yell at the civil and military officials who were in a mess. It was not until a group of Long Banwei entered the palace that the officials finally calmed down a little.